The first chapter was electrifying, then the next was a long Lost of cleopatras gripes against Antony and I just got bored. Maybe I’ll try again one day. 

After finding out that Marion Bradley was such an unabashed pedophile I couldn’t finish it. I would never judge anyone who still can enjoy this book and finds good in the work of not the woman, but I can’t. 

Man I hope in cold blood isn’t as tedious. 

Read the reviews and it confirms my suspicions that this book Never rises above the level of “fine I guess”

God this was dull. The introduction was overwritten as shit, couldn’t bring myself to continue

The prose style is so weird and stilted. 

First all star Superman, now  this  confusing pile of pretension. I don't think I like Grant Morrison very much.
 

Just too bland and straightforward. I really don’t like when novels start at the early childhoods of characters and stay there forever. 

Will be coming back to this one, just drawn in by other books currently.